C410 Xiaoxiao I'm Sorry

Her sudden actions made Mo Zhan feel helpless. He stretched out his palm and pressed her down on the bed, then looked at her, unsure of whether to laugh or cry, "What's wrong?"

"The congee is going to paste!"

He was both helpless and amused, "It's already sticky. The bottom of the wok has been burnt through." Without him, she would have to set the house on fire one day